When the Nightmars Start
Chapter 1: Anniversary.
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It was a bright morning. Birds were chirping their wordless song in trees. The wind was playing around, blessing its coolness in every corners it could find. And the God of Wind has finally come to a small window of a room in quite a lovely house.
" Tit! Tit! Tit!" sounds of alarm clock echoed throughout the room. Waking up the room owner. She let out a groan as she used her hand to turn-off the clock that just kept on ringing nonstop. Sat there for awhile, she tried to woke up her mind completely. The sunlight beamed down and made her crimson hair looked somewhat glowed under it. She turned her head to saw a small calender on the lamp desk. It read: June 10th. A heavy sighed came out and her voice whispered.
" It's here again. Time went by so fast these days. Those golden orbs stared into thin air as her mind started wondered off somewhere, deep in thoughts. A sad expression appeared across her face, her eyes became blurried and tears formed slowly as she tried to swallowed them.
" Kahoko!" a voice snapped the girl out from her sea of thoughts and her….pain. " Time for breakfast, dear!" her mother called aain from down stair.
" Yes, I'm coming!" Kahoko replied and got out of bed. Took a quick shower and changed her clothes as she went down to the dining room.
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The streets were full of people. They were laughing, talking to each other. Kahoko was in the crowd tried to walked through it in peace. Her steps were fast, pushed her thin body through the current of people aimed her eyes to the direction to the place she wanted to go. But she stopped in front of a flowershop. Stood there for a few second to think that whether or not to come in, and finally decided to come in.
The bell on the door rang as Kahoko pushed the glass door opened. A girl came with a cheerful smile.
" Welcome to our store. What would you like to buy, Miss?" the girl said.
" Roses. The freshiest roses here." Kahoko said. Her own voice even sounded queer to her, it was too cold. That salegirl gave her a cheerful smile again and went inside to get the flowers.
After finished the wrap-up, Kahoko paid and went out off the store. She couldn't stand to see that girl's smile anymore, she was not in the mood for that, she glad that she finally got out off the flowershop. Hustled in the midst of a press, the red haired girl tried to get to her destination. Ten minutes later she arrived and thank God that she still in one piece. A board stood on two of the big walls, it read: Cemetary. Kahoko opened the door to go in.
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A tall guy walking on the street with his hands in his pants' pockets. Somehow, his face didn't give people that friendly expression. Suddenly his cellphone rang. He stopped and pulled out the phone to answer it.
" Hello."His voice gave out a hint of annoyance. He didn't really want to answer any phone calls at that moment but it was rude not to so he answered it anyway.
" Hi, long time no talk, Ryotaro." The other person said. This made the guy went confused, today was not a great day to him and now some un-known guy called him and said as though they knew each other for a long time.
" Hey, what's with the " who is it?" you forgot who I am? It just only been a year. Okay, I'll give you a chance, guess who am I?" that voice said again, happily. It made his mind even more messed-up until it stroke him.
" Kazuki!" he almost yelled. People on the street were staring at him, his yell maybe let them have another new thought about Ryotaro.
" Bingo! But no need to be that surprise, Ryotaro." The other guy replied.
" Hi, man. It has been a year already since we last met at "the place". So, how are you?" he asked.
" Well, I guess am the same as ever. Haha." Kazuki said with his hand scartching his head. " And you?"
" Just like you, man. But I wonder that the other still remember this day." The tall guy said sounded kind of sad. Then heard a laugh from the other side of the line. A real long and loud laugh. " What's with the laugh?"
" Don't say things like that! They gonna mad at you."
" What do you mean?" Ryotaro asked still didn't understand what his "senior" meant.
" Oh man. What I mean is: they are all here with me."
He was shock. He would never thought that they will remember this day cause they are after all high class people and two of them were in University, he'll bet they got something better to do but he guess was wrong then.
" So, where are you?" He said as he started looking around.
" Okay, we are on a bridge and a head of us is a flowershop." Kazuki said.
" What?!" Ryotaro was having another 'unbelievable' face. " Wow, I think we are in the same spot as each other. Let's see acording to what you said which mean that all of you are at the brided's foot." He turned around to saw that Kazuki and all the gang were there Except for….Kahoko. The thought not having her there made that meeting between him and his friends seemed to missing an important thing and it was clouding his mind a bit.
Ryotaro could see one thing clearly, though. Everybody was doing fine. He sighed in relieve. But subconsciously wondered of somewhere. He was wondering how's his little " Kahoko" doing, now. They talked a lot. Everyone could see that their friends were okay. After their chat, they all decided to go to " that place" all together. And all of them bet everything that Miss violinist is there. So they headed there as plan.
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The Cemetary was quite, really quite. No one was there, you couldn't trace a living thing here not even an animal. The whole place was spaced. If you stand on a hill and look down, all you could see are graves. Thousands of graves lie there represent the death. But they are only stones, lie there un-moving, stand under such hard weathers, coldly and wait until someone came to visit it, clean it then just go away again and it won't just be a short while like every visitors said they will but for a long time, maybe a year, two years, five, ten or maybe….never. Sometimes people can forget the smallest thing and visiting a grave of death members of their family is not such a big thing to them after all. It so sad, these death people. Although, if they are lucky enough, there will be somebody visit them once in awhile someday maybe even on their anniversaries.
Kahoko opened the door and stepped inside. Two sides are full of graves. That gave her a chill but she used to it already. There was a way that leaded to the upper ground as she walked slowly on the small roughly made stair-way. Each step she took she tighted the hold around the bundle. Somehow, Kahoko felt nervous at the time. Not because she scared but because it has been quite awhile since her last visit here. On the back of her mind she asked herself that whether her friend down there is mad at her. But she pushed away, though. Kahoko didn't want to make this any harder for her.
There's a tree. An old one too, its braches reached to quite a wide circle. The tree gave a pretty good shade for those wanted to hide from the hot sunlights at noon, especially the grave under it.
A wind blew made the tree's leaves flew everywhere. Kahoko bent down to put the bundle of roses on the grave as she stood up, stared at it for awhile and said nothing at all. She opened her mouth many times then closed it again, she couldn't find a word to say. For a minute there she thought she has lost her voice. A wind blew again, this time it took some of the rose petals away, brought them to the bright blue sky. Kahoko's lips started to moved as she spoke, quietly.
" Hi, there. It hass been a long time, right? How are you?" she stopped then continued. "Len?"
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To be continued….